Whored By My Daughter's Crush!

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"If I'm wrong, then prove it," he interrupted, "I'll be back tomorrow. After I know your husband's left for work. I'll come over and you'll let me in. I'll show you what I'm packing and how I use it, and if you don't want none of it, then I'll bounce. But I can't guarantee I'll be able to stay away from Grace. She too cute for that and we both know she's been creaming for me for over a month now."

Arden surprised herself by striking out at yet another mention of her daughter's name. The slap she'd aimed for his jaw would have been audible throughout the house if it had landed. But it didn't.

The bully caught Arden's wrist in a smooth motion and by it, was able to draw her toward him and hook his other arm around her waist. Smirking at the hand he held, the young man placed a kiss upon it. One that felt almost chaste as he leered at her above their clasped fingers. It troubled Arden that she didn't remember lacing her fingers with his, and troubled her more that she felt no immediate urge to free them. A moment later the hard-muscled youth released the hand and quickly, smoothly glided forth and slid both his palms over the taut humps of Arden's buttocks. He gave her firmness a squeeze while she stiffened, too shocked to react beyond noting that her breathing had grown more tremulous and that her heartbeat was rising in her ears. The bully's eyes closed. His lips descended for a kiss. Arden found her mouth rising to meet his. Then he stopped. He opened his eyes. And laughed softly.

"Yeah, that's about what I thought," he sniggered, elated at having triggered enough of a response from the mother of the girl crushing on him, that all she could do was blush as she glared at him.

Arden fought to deaden her voice as much as possible as she addressed him in low tones. "Get out. Now. Before I raise my voice and have my husband throw your ass out."

"See you tomorrow, Mrs. Ono," he said as he heard Mister Ono's voice call for his wife from upstairs, asking something about laundry. "And make sure you wear something nice," the bully told her before showing himself out of the house.

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